Chapter 137: Brother as mother

(Ps: There are two typos at the beginning of the last chapter, and they are truncated and handwritten. I have not noticed after checking it several times. Here is an explanation.
‘In the next king, I will teach the head of the f4 day regiment on Kowloon Island, thank you all for your support. ’)
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When Wang Mo was gone, Yang Jian just turned and flew towards the immortal boat, but the tipless spear was not put away. A mass of blood condensed on the invisible tip and was thrown into the air by Yang Jian.
"Senior brother is so capable! That King Demon is also a figure of the older generation, I didn't expect to be dismissed so easily by you!"
Ling Zhuzi smiled and leaned forward, holding Yang Jian's figure without a trace, as if being taken by Yang Jian and flying back to the fairy clam.
Back to the fairy clam, Ling Zhuzi immediately arranged a layer of formation to isolate the situation in the fairy clam.
Ao Xinke hurried back with Yang Xiaochan, but Chu Qian flew back unhurriedly without revealing the slightest flaw.
Inside the fairy clam, Yang Jian closed his eyes tightly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he breathed quickly against the clam wall.
"Brother, you are injured!" Yang Xiaochan was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.
"It's okay, brother just consumed the giant soul," Lingzhuzi slowly explained, "not injured, now it's just a headache, just take a rest. My master mentioned that the brother has an unpredictable supernatural power. It seems to be seen today."
Ao Xinke sat down and combed Yang Jian's long hair, and whispered: "Very, very... very strong."
She should mean the fleeting eyes.
Yang Jian was occupied by people, and Yang Xiaochan couldn't get close to his brother for a while, but listening to the words of the future sister-in-law, his brother should be really fine.
She sighed in her heart and sat next to Ao Xinke.
Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes. Although he was full of breath, he could hear a bit of deep fatigue: "Go and find a big city in the world, lest the king will attack. Junior brother... convey this to Uncle Taiyi, I Sleep for a while..."
"Brother don't worry, I understand."
There is a murderous look in Lingzhuzi's eyes. Although he rarely walks outside and is handsome, he is not a temperament that even suffers.
That King Demon blatantly intercepted Yang Jian, which is tantamount to directly declaring war on the evangelism!
If the second-generation sect master of the interpretation and teaching stays still, I am afraid that they will be laughed at by the cultivators!
When Yang Jian fell asleep leaning on Ao Xinke, Ling Zhuzi immediately took out two talisman letters, one talisman letter, the cause and effect of this matter, starting from the oil-faced boy on the ship on the building, mentioned what Yang Jian said. Those "calculations" of Wang Mo again reported the matter.
This letter of talisman was sent out first, penetrated into the cloud in an instant, and disappeared.
This is for real Taiyi.
Then Ling Zhuzi wrote these words in another talisman:
‘Taiyi’s disciple Ling Zhuzi told him that he is going out with brother Yang Jian under Yuding Master’s school to practice. ’
‘The King Demon of Kowloon Island suddenly attacked and said that he would avenge his disciples. I couldn’t help but beat Brother Yang Jian to serious injuries. I waited luckily to escape, and now I am temporarily avoiding the king demon in the southern part of the continent. ’
‘Disciples often hear that the three religions of humanity, Daoism, Taoism and Taoism are in one body, and Wang Mo is also under the sage’s school. Why is it so against me? Unexpectedly, he was ashamed of being a teacher, so I hereby report to the many teachers in Ming Yuxu Palace. ’
‘Disciple Lingzhu, worship. ’
After writing these words, Ling Zhuzi couldn't help but curl his lips, and then displayed magical powers, drawing a cloud in front of him.
In the clouds and fog, it was the scene of the war between Wang Demon and Yang Jian. It was all the Wang Demon condensing the power of heaven and earth to attack Yang Jian, and Yang Jian held his spear to "support hard."
He gathered this cloud into a ball and attached it to the back of the Fuxin jade plate, and then urged Fuxin to throw it towards the west.
There are two talisman letters, one in front and one in the back, which are roughly the same in content, but the rhetoric is very different.
If Yang Jian is awake, perhaps he won't stop Lingzhu, after all, the king demon attacking him is not just his own business, and it will affect his whole body, so he must report to Ming Yuxu Palace as soon as possible.
Ling Zhuzi sneered, and said: "I think that King Demon is still not dead this time!"
The delicate face turned out to be a bit cruel.
"Brother Lingzhu Zishi, what have you done?" Yang Xiaochan asked next to him.
Lingzhuzi's face eased, and he smiled and said, "Sue, call someone. Look at it, the king demon will not be able to jump for a few days. By the way, Brother Yang Jian asked us to find a big city to hide in before going to bed. Why?"
Chu Qian whispered: "Human race inherits the luck of heaven and earth, but ninety percent of the human race's luck is gathered in the world. Mortals cannot be killed, and killing is entangled in karma. There are such sayings among monsters, but few people listen to it ."
"That's it," Ling Zhuzi nodded and said, "Then let's find a place to stay, and wait for the brother to wake up. I have blindfold methods available, and those mortals should not be able to see me."
Together, the few people drove the fairy clam to the nearest ordinary city.
When entering the city, Lingzhuzi's complexion was a little ugly, and after turning into a scholar, he couldn't help covering his mouth and nose.
The vulgar is more vulgar, the turbidity is chaotic and clear.
Both Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian were better. Yang Xiaochan was originally a human race, and Chu Qian was still a monster, and often came to the world to walk around.
The spirit pearl was born in Yaochi and transformed from Qianyuan Mountain. It was originally a piece of spirit stone, but it was a real fairy who was able to withstand such staleness when he first came to the world.
Soon, Ling Zhuzi's handsome face turned into a sick look, and he entered an inn, settled Yang Jian on the bed, and couldn't help but escape to the sky above the big city.
"What's wrong with this brother?" Yang Xiaochan blinked, "Is it poisoned?"
Chu Qian smiled and said, "Xu Shixian's body is too transparent, so I can hear this mundane staleness for better."
Ao Xinke was guarded by Yang Jian's bed, took the book slip from somewhere, and began to read slowly.
Yang Xiaochan saw that his future sister-in-law was so concerned about his elder brother, he should have been happy, but somehow he felt a little bit sour.
"Sister Qian, let's go for a walk, I think there are a lot of fun things on the street over there."
"It's okay, but remember to hide your figure," Chu Qian said softly, took a few more pieces of jade, and turned her finger into something of gold and silver.
Yang Xiaochan went to say hello to Ao Xinke, and Ao Xinke told her not to go too far. The concern in her eyes was not fake.
Xiao Chan'er left the inn and walked on the secular street where people came and went, the depression between her eyes became more obvious.
Chu Qian on the side saw the strangeness in her eyes, but she smiled and didn't say much.
Although Yang Jian was too tired and fell asleep, he still left a trace of perception outside his body. If danger approaches, he can wake up in time.
But he slept for a day and a night. After he slept, the trace of perception quietly returned to the body, but the surroundings were too peaceful and peaceful, which made him gradually relax his mind...
Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes and was amazed by the jade man beside the bed.
She leaned against the bed rail and sat there gently, Xianyi Ningsu perfectly presented her slim and seductive curve, but it made people uninterested.
The soft blue silk slipped down on the bed, and when I looked up along the blue silk, I could see the slender neck and slightly raised chin. The skin was fair and fair, just like the most gentle jade in the world.
Such verses slipped through Yang Jian's heart:
The hands are like catkins, the skin is like fat, and the collar is like worms...
She really is like this.
"Xin Ke?"
Yang Jian yelled softly, he couldn't look so bluntly, even if it was his wife who had not been through the door, it would be a bit rude.
Ao Xinke looked at Yang Jian, blinked her eyes lightly, a gentle chuckle appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she responded to the phrase ‘smiling beautifully, looking forward to beautiful eyes’.
"Shicai feels that you are so beautiful," Yang Jian said warmly, and Ao Xinke, who was straightforward, had a reddened face and softly agreed.
Although Yang Jian still felt weak, his condition was much better than before bedtime, and his complexion had returned to normal.
Ao Xinke wanted to help him sit up, but Yang Jian accepted it calmly, without any slight twist.
She asked softly, "Where are you... uncomfortable?"
"It's okay," Yang Jian touched his forehead, and he was a little relieved to realize that his vertical eyes hadn't been born early this time.
Ao Xinke blinked, but was sensible and didn't ask much, went to the side and took out the fairy spring of the Dragon Palace, and made a pot of tea for Yang Jian.
She was walking back to the bed with a tea cup, but she heard the sound of running outside, and the door of the back room was kicked open. Yang Xiaochan, dressed in men's clothing, pulled Chu Qian and ran in.
Chu Qian chuckled, but Yang Xiaochan's face was flushed, or his face was flushed that could not be covered by Xianshu's disguise.
"Xiaochan? What's wrong with you again?" Yang Jian said with a cold face.
Yang Xiaochan didn't dare to look at Yang Jian at all. He ran into the corner and shrank into the armchair, with his hands on his knees, and the whole person was not quite right.
Chu Qian said a few words to Yang Jian Chuan, Yang Jian stared at Chu Qian, and the latter lowered his head in fear.
Yang Jian scolded in a dumbfounded manner: "Knowing that she doesn't understand anything, don't you stop her from unfolding her spiritual consciousness!"
"The slave and maid are guilty, please be punished by the second master." Chu Qian said softly, full of grievances.
Does the cultivator use divine consciousness to investigate, how can others know?
"Fine," Yang Jian waved his hand and looked at Yang Xiaochan over there, but his elder brother couldn't say much about these things.
Yang Jian glanced at Ao Xinke. The latter blinked at him, his expression also a little bit ashamed, and shook his head again and again with his mouth pursed.
She understands these things, after all, she has broken more than ten thousand books in her studies, and she has a high level of cultivation, and she will soon survive. But she was also ignorant, and she was still waiting in her boudoir, how these things made her speak a foolish woman.
Helpless, Yang Jian could only stand up, tidy up his clothes, and walk to Yang Xiaochan's side.
Raising his hand to take a picture of Yang Xiaochan, Yang Xiaochan was so nervous that his body trembled ~EbookFREE.me~ He looked up at Yang Jian, bit his lip and quickly lowered his head, probably not knowing what he was talking about.
"Brother... Dao Lu is also, Dao Lu... Is that what I want? I really got my eyes dirty, will there be boils..."
Yang Jian said sternly: "Tao couples are marriage partners. They cannot be generalized with ordinary couples. Well, our mothers are not by your side. Today, I will explain this for you as a brother... the world is yin and yang, and the moral principles are constant."
"brother……"
"You don't have to be too shy. This is a truth that you should know, and you also need to understand that this matter is also of great importance to the cultivator. From now on, you must not be too contemptuous of yourself. Be self-love."
Yang Jian sighed and decided to instill in Yang Xiaochan some relatively ‘mature’ theories, so as not to worry about seeing her in the future and let her commit mistakes without knowing it.
As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father.
But when you arrive at Yang Jian, you must be like a mother, and enlighten your sister. Seriously...
Wonder... Well, there is suffering.